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A drone’s whine sliced the air above him. Not his. The cartel’s. Its thermal eye swept past, missing him by inches. Kozak realized the truth: the crack they’d used wasn’t a crack. It was a trap.

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He came up behind the leader. Three meters. The man’s earpiece crackled with chatter Kozak couldn’t hear. He had no sync shot. No Pepper or 30K to back him up. It was just him, the mud, and the memory of every CQB drill he’d ever run. A drone’s whine sliced the air above him